"Uncle Phil" lyrics
(Fuck is you talkin bout)
Hmm, we passin these hoes to the swoop we got full court advantage
Hmm, pop at that boy made that fuck nigga panic
Hmm, yeah they ain't say nun when I seen him, they ain't say nun when I seen him, on candler
Ghost Glock on me hoe name Danny Phantom
We busting the fire give a fuck bout that banter
Baby life tear that boy stain, rip off his banner
7.62 finna rip off his flannel
I done seen niggas toastin them tattles
We can go war, with this baby life shit, we can go any battle
Bitch I be rapping on beats, ain't no actor
Caught me a hat cause that boy was a capper
Cut that snake throat cause I seen that bitch rattle
All my Glocks walk call 'em [?]
Niggas be telling these tales like they dragon
If I see YN on the street then you know bodies bagging
It ain't no beef but these niggas keep talking the way like the gang ain't just whack em
Hmm, he jumped in the water now he need a paddle
I poured a deuce in this wock, in this snapple
Baby life shit man we doing or own mission
Different gang round, man you know they raise tension
Glock lift his ass so they bleed that boy [?]
Locked up at 17 I told my momma Ion wan' be no felon
Glock was a bitch but I put that dick out and now that bit' named andy
Love all my bitches I told all my bitches I don't want y all be jealous
Baby slaughter beat a nigga ass, nig' me and him hit a nigga ass in my celly
Pop out, rec time get em'
I ain't get rec time I was just tripping
Pop out my cell, catch a nigga and then punch his ass lift em
I can't fuck with you like a gypsy
Popped at his stomach that boy need a kidney
Woah watchin, know his finger get sticky (hmm, mmm, mm)
If you take somethin, I'm gon handle my business
I got the monkey nuts on the drac, call this bit' Sydney
Heaven sent but this demon Glock on me
Shoot at a opp, nigga fuck papparazzi
Pistol whip opp, hell nah I'm not cocky
Me and lil Kilo was outdoor locking, hrtll
Nigga we was outdoor hopping, hmm
Pop up get shit sparking, I find a Glock in the glove compartment
Ain't no fear for my opp, my bit' think its gnarly
Bit' got [?], nig' [?] ridin in a rari (Hmm, yeah)
Nigga went' NBOE nigga, where the fuck homixide, carti? (Hmm, mm)
Catch a opp put em on a highlight reel
Hunnid bands in my pocket I'm still gon' steal
When I get a Maserati I'ma just paint that bit' teal
Ion like pickles we can't make no deal
Ion want that old ah Glock, Uncle Phil
Me and DK goin threw it, we pop a X pill
Shocked that boy, just like electric eel
Im really sliding on nig', goin threw real as shit
Spending addiction on weed, I gotta habit' we ion really do the shooting, won't stop that naggin
If I catch a opp ain no jabbin, hmm
These nigga crazy they know I'ma savage
Shit on these boys just like laxative, I up the Glock when I have to ion do practice
White bitch said she'll set ya whole gang up just for some acid
Spin on his block like ballet, Love how this carbine-15 shoot DB' got talent
We leave em' dead flies just like maggots
We tryna catch the opp, we sticked the fuck up in the cabin
She belong to the swoop but sadly, hmm, I call the woah and I tag em'
Hmm, BabyLife on my neck man I tatted
Goodfellas on my stomach, yeah bitch I'm [?]
Hmm, will take all yo money pussy if you had it (Mmm, broke)
Hmm, we passin these hoes to the swoop we got full court advantage
Hmm, pop at that boy made that fuck nigga panic
Hmm, yeah they ain't say nun when I seen him, they ain't say nun when I seen him, on candler
Ghost Glock on me hoe name Danny Phantom
We busting the fire give a fuck bout that banter
Baby life tear that boy stain, rip off his banner
7.62 finna rip off his flannel
I done seen niggas toastin them tattles
We can go war, with this baby life shit, we can go any battle
Bitch I be rapping on beats, ain't no actor
Caught me a hat cause that boy was a capper
Cut that snake throat cause I seen that bitch rattle
All my Glocks walk call 'em [?]
Niggas be telling these tales like they dragon
If I see YN on the street then you know bodies bagging
It ain't no beef but these niggas keep talking the way like the gang ain't just whack em
Hmm, he jumped in the water now he need a paddle
I poured a deuce in this wock, in this snapple
Baby life shit man we doing or own mission
Different gang round, man you know they raise tension
Glock lift his ass so they bleed that boy [?]
Locked up at 17 I told my momma Ion wan' be no felon
Glock was a bitch but I put that dick out and now that bit' named andy
Love all my bitches I told all my bitches I don't want y all be jealous
Baby slaughter beat a nigga ass, nig' me and him hit a nigga ass in my celly
Pop out, rec time get em'
I ain't get rec time I was just tripping
Pop out my cell, catch a nigga and then punch his ass lift em
I can't fuck with you like a gypsy
Popped at his stomach that boy need a kidney
Woah watchin, know his finger get sticky (hmm, mmm, mm)
If you take somethin, I'm gon handle my business
I got the monkey nuts on the drac, call this bit' Sydney
Heaven sent but this demon Glock on me
Shoot at a opp, nigga fuck papparazzi
Pistol whip opp, hell nah I'm not cocky
Me and lil Kilo was outdoor locking, hrtll
Nigga we was outdoor hopping, hmm
Pop up get shit sparking, I find a Glock in the glove compartment
Ain't no fear for my opp, my bit' think its gnarly
Bit' got [?], nig' [?] ridin in a rari (Hmm, yeah)
Nigga went' NBOE nigga, where the fuck homixide, carti? (Hmm, mm)
Catch a opp put em on a highlight reel
Hunnid bands in my pocket I'm still gon' steal
When I get a Maserati I'ma just paint that bit' teal
Ion like pickles we can't make no deal
Ion want that old ah Glock, Uncle Phil
Me and DK goin threw it, we pop a X pill
Shocked that boy, just like electric eel
Im really sliding on nig', goin threw real as shit
Spending addiction on weed, I gotta habit' we ion really do the shooting, won't stop that naggin
If I catch a opp ain no jabbin, hmm
These nigga crazy they know I'ma savage
Shit on these boys just like laxative, I up the Glock when I have to ion do practice
White bitch said she'll set ya whole gang up just for some acid
Spin on his block like ballet, Love how this carbine-15 shoot DB' got talent
We leave em' dead flies just like maggots
We tryna catch the opp, we sticked the fuck up in the cabin
She belong to the swoop but sadly, hmm, I call the woah and I tag em'
Hmm, BabyLife on my neck man I tatted
Goodfellas on my stomach, yeah bitch I'm [?]
Hmm, will take all yo money pussy if you had it (Mmm, broke)
